In the process, the young man who had originally reset and reincarnated day after day, time after time, grew increasingly insubstantial.
His countless peculiar connections with heaven and earth also emerged in this strange perception, like one imprint after another.
"Traces of Loss..."
Chu Mu fell into thought.
At this moment, however, the shifting of heaven and earth left him no time for prolonged contemplation. Those imprints were clearly points from which to break the impasse.
Follow the imprints' existence and peer into the Deep Illusory Realm.
He was still observing, intending to test it out.
Beside him, the Metal Giant that stood several hundred zhang tall was now gradually turning transparent.
It was as though, in that instant, this Metal Giant that existed in the material world had completely shed the shell of the material world.
In merely a few breaths, though its halo remained, the towering Metal Giant several hundred zhang tall had vanished without a trace.
The traces of its disappearance landed precisely upon the so-called Traces of Loss.
At this point, the last remnants of doubt in Chu Mu's heart gradually faded away.
He focused on sensing the Traces of Loss. By now, he had roughly come to understand what the so-called Deep Illusory Realm was.
It should have been much like human dreams.
Shallow dreams, deep dreams...
Within this bizarre and dazzling illusion, the bizarre and dazzling of the shallow layer and the bizarre and dazzling of the deep layer—anything was possible, and anything could be real.
However, in the Shallow Illusory Domain, one used oneself as an anchor point, so the possibility of becoming completely lost and sinking into it was not great.
But if one entered the Deep Illusory Realm, then without question, the slightest misstep could lead to complete immersion and utter